Mature content ! 2nd book in VILLAIN SERIES 🔥 All series are standalone and don't relate to each other. "From today onwards, am your Rana Sa rajkumari" he smirked "Your family didn't even try to save you. Hahaa...they agreed so easily to give you as a prize in this war " he mocked her "Y..you can never become my arya(husband)"she whispered unbelievably" my family agreed because you threatened them" she glared him with tearful eyes "am going to marry prince of jamrath only. Prince Rituraj. " "You are right..you are definitely going to marry today "he smirked while pulling pulled her towards him harshly "But to the prince of Mahawargarh. " he roared like a lion " am not like your family. I will definitely protect you from all the evil things raajkumari " he smirked evilly while forcefully taking her towards the holy fire " Shivanya - An ACE IN SEDUCTION but princess for name sake. A broken soul who just want only one thing in her life - to become pride of her kingdom and for that she has secretly studied everything. She thought she found her man after meeting prince rituraj. But her dreams shattered when one day before her marriage, whole kingdom gets attacked by army of most ruthless enemy - Advay Rajput Raana Advay Singh Rajput : Also knows as War machine of Mahawargarh and enemy of 20 states. His morning starts with bath of blood followed by Cries of thousands of people begging to him for mercy. But no voice ever reached to his ear. Wherever he goes, he make enemies everywhere. He doesn't know how to write , read or to love someone. A king without any great talent. This is what people used to think about him. But what is his actual reality ? Read it to find out.

She was the daughter no one fought for. The sister they left behind. Blamed, misunderstood, and quietly sent away to a hostel - while her brothers were celebrated, her silence was ignored. But what they thought would break her... built her. She found strength in strangers, love in the arms of someone who saw her, and brothers in boys who weren't bound by blood. Now she's back- Not for revenge, not for forgiveness. But to remind them what they lost... when they stopped choosing her.

Story about a lost princess, a lost sister who went missing when she was six. Coming back from a wedding function with her parents. Enjoying a car riding with lots of teasing and laughing. But her laugh turned into cries when a over speed truck hit their car. In just seconds her life changed, she lost both of her parents. The car roll down the road into a jungle with her parents body leaving her unconscious body by roadside. And being saved by someone , only to be thrown in an orphanage. Will she ever be able to meet her brothers and rest of the family? If yes, then will she tell her brothers what she went through her life without them? ------------------------------------------------- 𝘼𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙙𝙝𝙮𝙖, 20 years old soon will be 21. 𝘼𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙙𝙝𝙮𝙖 is fire wrapped in silence-elegant, fierce, and unshakably grounded. She doesn't just walk into a room; she owns its energy. Her mind is sharp, her words thoughtful. She speaks when it matters, and when she does, her voice carries wisdom beyond her years. She's the kind of girl who reads philosophies at dawn and stands her ground by dusk. "I don't raise my voice," she says softly. "I raise my worth ". Rooted deeply in her Rajasthani heritage, she carries her culture like a crown-proud of her language, traditions, and values. She wears her lehenga with the same confidence she carries in her jeans. The sound of ghungroos and the rhythm of folk songs are stitched into her soul. She's not here to impress. She's here to inspire-with her intellect, her identity, and her unapologetic strength. 𝙵𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚎𝚠 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚝 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢 𝚒𝚝.

SCHEDULE : EVERY MONDAY 💗 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Isha mehra × Rudra malhotra ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ My grip on the steering wheel tightened. Isha. Isha. Isha. That name. It wouldn't stop circling inside my head like a curse. "Hm. Rudra?" mom's tone shifted slightly. "What about you? What do you think about Isha?" "She's... pretty." That slipped out of my mouth before my brain could lock it down. I kept my eyes forward, pretending I hadn't just lost control over my damn tongue. Shit. Did I just say that? Me? "She's pretty, huh, bhai?" Arjun teased, grinning at me through the rearview mirror. Damn it. This idiot's going to turn it into a full family circus. "Beta, I didn't ask how she looks," mom said, folding her arms like she was holding court. "I asked, what do you think about her." I didn't answer. Because I didn't know what the hell to say. So I said nothing. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Warning : This story contains abuse, torture, force (not between the couple), murder, and violence. And many more things that might triggerd you. If you're not comfortable with such content, please do not read.

Anaya was once a cheerful, laughing girl, a bubbly personality who had the power to make anyone smile. But suddenly, such a storm swept through her life that she was transformed into a quiet, cold and sharp.Now, she is nothing but a walking mystery or puzzle. ​She had only one goal in her life: to take her revenge. ​Everything changed when - her life took a 360-degree turn and her real family appeared before her. They are the Suryavanshi, the most powerful people . ​So, will Anaya tell them the truth and share a bond with them, or will she hide the truth from them? can she be able to accept the new family or be able to adjust in that family. Tropes (⁠.⁠ ⁠❛⁠ ⁠ᴗ⁠ ⁠❛⁠.⁠) Mafia Queen and Mafia king 👑 Bad girl & bad boy 😏 6 OverProtective Brothers ✨ Revenge 🔱 Secret & dark past ♟️🎲 Powerfull couple ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥 Over possessive and obsessed He fell first and both harder Bullying & Action scene ⚠️⚠️ College backbentures Reunion ✨ [ Slow update ....Umm very slow ] Started = 12 / 7/2025

ONLY SAMPLE CHAPTERS "What's your name?" He asked her in a straight cold tone. Akshita and all the employees stared at him as if he was a GHOST, but he kept looking at her with an emotionless face. "Ask her for her name", he ordered the girl, his voice indicating danger. "Wh...What is...is your name Miss?" the girl asked Akshita, stuttering out of fear. "Ak...Akshita" she replied, looking anywhere but at him, blinking her eyes to stop her tears. Fortunately, she was successful. What kind of woman would like it when her husband asks for her name, 4 months after their marriage! That too in front of all those people who know about their relationship? "Full Name" He commands. "Akshita Raghuvanshi", she replies again. The girl's eyes widened in realization. "I said FULL. NAME." He ordered furiously, stressing on the last two words. "Akshita Ekansh Raghuvanshi" she replied again, this time looking down. The name itself gives shivers. "Mrs. Akshita Ekansh Raghuvanshi" He states every word clearly, looking at Akshita. She snaps her head towards him in an instant, shock and confusion evident in her expressions. Her full name, from his mouth, created a domination aura around the place. It gave her butterflies, his name with hers, as one. ----------- It's a Fictional book I don't have any intentions to hurt anyone's feelings so please don't take it on heart. It's my own imagination so I will not like if someone copy my work! Be thoughtful before doing! #1 on Wattpad #2 on Comedy #1 in India #76 out of 2.1 Million (in Romance) #21 out of 2.36 Million (in Love) #8 out of 172K (in heartbreak) #10 out of 266K (in family) #3 out of 64K (in marriage) #1 (in the Royal family)

𝗟𝗢𝗩𝗘 𝗢𝗙 𝗠𝗔𝗙𝗜𝗔 𝗦𝗢𝗧𝗧𝗢𝗖𝗔𝗣𝗢 - 𝗜𝗡𝗗𝗜𝗔𝗡 𝗕𝗜𝗟𝗟𝗜𝗢𝗡𝗔𝗜𝗥𝗘 [𝟰𝟰 𝗖𝗵𝗽𝘁𝘀] 𝗔𝗔𝗗𝗥𝗜𝗧𝗜 𝗠𝗘𝗡𝗢𝗡, 𝟮𝟬 An Orphan Girl who just got graduated and works in the toy industry. An epitome of Goddess-like beauty that tempts men. Her tenacious nature is her asset and she never takes disrespect. Lastly, her life was deeply messed up with full of surprises, and when fate pushes her to move to Mumbai from Kerala, it gets more fatal. 𝗦𝗔𝗛𝗢𝗥 𝗥𝗔𝗡𝗔𝗩 𝗦𝗨𝗟𝗧𝗛𝗔𝗡, 𝟮𝟴 An Arrogant Billionaire who is always under the Spotlight. The Boss of Organ-Trafficking and The Ruler of Politics, without his authority nothing wiles in it. In one term, SOTTOCAPO. His cruelty doesn't know its bounds as even his family is scared of him. He bows down to no one but when she embarks on his life, like a slow-toxin, she became 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐆𝐨𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐬. 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐎𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧. 𝗪𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗔𝗮𝗱𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗶 𝗮𝗯𝗹𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝘀𝘂𝗿𝘃𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗵𝗶𝗱𝗱𝗲𝗻 𝗽𝗶𝘁𝗳𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘀? 𝗪𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗦𝗮𝗵𝗼𝗿 𝗮𝗯𝗹𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗚𝘂𝗮𝗿𝗱 𝗵𝗲𝗿? 𝗧𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲 𝗵𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝗰𝗹𝗮𝘀𝗵 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗵𝗶𝗱𝗱𝗲𝗻 𝗳𝗼𝗲𝘀 𝗮𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝗛𝗶𝘀.

The story is set in late 1980s. A woman who has full faith in her husband and loves him to core and a man who'll do anything to protect his family but finds it hard to express his emotions. Will there story be like every other couple in that era or does fate has something else stored for them? ☆ Warning: This story contains mature themes. Some things (like religion, mention of texts) are written for fictional purposes only. It is completely fictional and based upon my imagination. So I am just giving you guys a heads up if anybody feels offended. Readers discretion is advised.

👀 "𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐬" "𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐬" When NOOR lost her voice, she found strength. When VEERANSH lost his world, he built one from ruins. She lost her voice, not her fire.. He lost his world, but built a new one.. Noor, once full of life, now lives in silence after a tragic accident stole more than just her voice. Veeransh, a self-made CEO, carries the weight of a painful past and a promise to protect. ~~ 𝙉𝙤𝙩 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙫𝙤𝙞𝙘𝙚 𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙖𝙠𝙨 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙙𝙨, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙫𝙚𝙨 𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙙 - 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙧𝙞𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙨 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙗𝙚𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙨. When their worlds collide, words aren't needed - because some hearts speak louder in silence. _________________________________________ Noor + Ansh = A symbolic fusion of light (Noor) and part (Ansh) → "She is his light. He is her part of peace." _________________________________________ Nooransh - a story of quiet strength, unseen scars, and a love that speaks without sound. Two broken souls. One powerful journey. Nooransh - a story of love, pain, and unspoken courage. ~~ 𝙎𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙙 𝙣𝙤 𝙫𝙤𝙞𝙘𝙚, 𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙙 𝙣𝙤 𝙥𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙚 - 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙩𝙤𝙜𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧, 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙖 𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙪𝙖𝙜𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙𝙣'𝙩 𝙞𝙜𝙣𝙤𝙧𝙚. Some stories aren't meant to be read aloud - they're meant to be felt in silence. Give Nooransh a chance... it might just echo in your heart forever.......